867. Psalm 146 (I'll Praise My Maker While I've Breath)

1 I'll praise my Maker while I've breath,
and when my voice is lost in death,
praise shall employ my nobler powers.
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
while life and thought and being last,
or immortality endures.

2 How happy those whose hopes rely
on Israel's God, who made the sky,
the earth and seas, with all their train.
This truth forever stands secure;
God saves the oppressed, God feeds the poor,
and none shall find God's promise vain.

3 For God gives eyesight to the blind;
also supports the fainting mind,
and sends the troubled conscience peace.
God helps the stranger in distress,
the widow and the parentless,
and grants the prisoner sweet release.

4 I'll praise my Maker while I've breath,
and when my voice is lost in death,
praise shall employ my nobler powers.
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
while life, and thought, and being last,
or immortality endures.

Text Information
First Line: I'll praise my Maker while I've breath
Title: Psalm 146 (I'll Praise My Maker While I've Breath)
Adapter: John Wesley (1737, alt.)
Author: Isaac Watts
Publication Date: 1996
Meter: 8 8 8 8 8 8
Scripture: Psalm 146
Tune Information
Name: OLD 113TH
Composer (attributed to): Mattäeus Greiter (1525)
Harmonizer: V. Earle Copes (1963)
Meter: 8 8 8 8 8 8
Key: D Major
Copyright: Harm © 1964 Abingdon Press



Media
More media are available on the text authority and tune authority pages.




Advertisements